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Deja Vu.
It's alternately explained as the transmigrated soul remembering their past life, or the brain's synapses misfiring.
In the misfire rationale, the reasoning says that our brain first processes information with the "here and now" sensory perception and then the information gets stored in our memory where we can recollect it. The misfire circumvents the information and places it in the memory first and we encounter a sense of familiarity even though we have never experienced it before.
Accept whichever rationale is most comfortable to you.
When I was a child I had vivid dreams of overhauling a motorcycle carburetor. I had no access to motorcycles, let alone a shop. As a young man I bought a motorcycle. A friend in the know offered to help me with motorcycle maintenance. He was amazed that I was able to rebuild the carb without his help. I can't totally explain it, but I'm open to opinions.90, Joe 90.... Great Shakes : Milk Chocolate -- Shaken, not Stirred.Comment
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I have heard of a few documented cases of transmigrated souls. One in particular involved a young child describing a house, that he had never seen before. With the address he gave his parents, they traveled to the address only to discover that the house had been described perfect detail.
It is a really interesting subject, to think that we have been here before. I have never been to Disneyland before, but I have a faint memory of visiting the park as a young child.
There are alot of reported cases and strange occurrences. But a lot of people seem to just pass these type of things off as hoaxes.Comment
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I've always wondered what it would have been like to have been a kid in the late 50s to 60s. All those great Marx toys and robots, Rock em Sock em Robots, Great Garloo, King Zor, Captain Action, GI JOE, Major Matt Mason, etc. It was like the golden age of modern toys.You are a bold and courageous person, afraid of nothing. High on a hill top near your home, there stands a dilapidated old mansion. Some say the place is haunted, but you don't believe in such myths. One dark and stormy night, a light appears in the topmost window in the tower of the old house. You decide to investigate... and you never return...Comment
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I think those of us in our thirties really got to have our cake and eat it too.
I mean, I was born in the middle of the 70's, but I school age in the 80's... that means, I got to play with 70's toys and 80's toys. Up until the mid 80's you'd still find Mego products at clearance centers and stores like Odd Lots and Alexander's.
And with Reaganomics hitting all the right nerves, my parents had more disposable income for my toys. It's like I got the best part of the 70's without the whole Gas shortage thing.
The only bad part... jelly shoes. I freakin' hated wearing those things.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Last edited by Joe90; Sep 28, '10, 5:52 PM.90, Joe 90.... Great Shakes : Milk Chocolate -- Shaken, not Stirred.Comment
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You are a bold and courageous person, afraid of nothing. High on a hill top near your home, there stands a dilapidated old mansion. Some say the place is haunted, but you don't believe in such myths. One dark and stormy night, a light appears in the topmost window in the tower of the old house. You decide to investigate... and you never return...Comment
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